What Remains True: A Novel by Naigle Nancy

Author:Naigle, Nancy [Naigle, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9780593193617
Amazon: 059319361X
Goodreads: 58735014
Publisher: WaterBrook
Published: 2022-05-03T07:00:00+00:00

16

Carly never did come back that night, and Adam was thankful that Zan didn’t seem bothered by getting tucked in on the couch with Shorty for the night. She was a sweet little girl, so well-behaved that it was difficult to believe parenting was half as hard as people made it sound.

But then it hadn’t even been twenty-four hours yet, and so far he’d only had to feed her, which he was pretty good at. She’d slept in one of his T-shirts, which dragged on the ground when she walked, a sight he wouldn’t soon forget.

She ate four silver-dollar pancakes for breakfast, and he’d have thought the bacon was candy the way she gobbled it up.

“Do you have a bunch of horses?” Zan asked.

“I do. Have you ridden before?”

“Tons of times with Mommy. I like horses.”

“Me too,” he said. “I have to go feed all mine. Do you want to come with me?”

“Okay.” She slid down from her chair. “I better put my jeans and boots on.”

“Do you need help?”

“Nope. I can do it.” She walked into his bedroom and shut the door. He sat there waiting for her, wishing Carly would get back soon. She’d made her point.

Zan walked out in the clothes she’d been wearing the day before. “I’m ready.” She lifted her hand in the air for his.

He took her hand, and they walked outside. He fed and watered the horses and used the tractor to put some hay out for the cows. It was a little tricky with Zan underfoot, but her infectious giggle made it worth it.

“All our chores are done,” he said.

“We did good.” Zan looked happy with the accomplishments. “I’m hungry.”

“Already? Where do you put that food? You ate more breakfast than I did.”

“In my mouth.” Her head cocked. “It must get used up in my boots, because the more I do, the hungrier I get.”

“Is that right?”

“I think so.” She propped her hands on her tiny hips in a way that made her look even more like Carly.

Adam took Zan back up to the house. As luck would have it, he still enjoyed several kid-friendly foods, so he had some options. “How about we make sandwiches? I’ve got turkey, or I can make peanut butter and jelly.”

“PB&J!”

“You’re my kind of girl. Crust or no crust?”

“I don’t know what that means.”

“That must mean crust. We’ll know in a minute.” He made the sandwiches, cut them both in fourths, and served them up on paper towels. He lifted Zan to sit at the bar-height table in the kitchen.

“Wheeee.” Her feet swung, and her eyes danced with excitement at the sandwich.

He poured two glasses of milk and sat down with her.

“Can we say the blessing before we eat?” he asked.

“I can do it.”

That warmed his heart. “By all means, please do.”

She sang, “Thank You, Jesus. We love You. Many, many blessings. We thank You. Amen.”

“That was beautiful.”

Zan lifted her sandwich and chomped the corner of it, crust and all.

He hadn’t taken two bites of his sandwich when his phone rang.

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